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thefoundation2018-12-17 10:54 am
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2018-12-17 10:54 am
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WEEK 4 MINGLE
The weekend that just passed was....frankly, a lot. Yet despite all odds, you somehow pulled out a win from the jaws of utter defeat. As you wake up feeling tired but happy, the speakers crackle to life with the voice of The Lady.
"Attention, Guests. This week, The game is temporarily suspended. This week, there will be no mafia kill. Take a break for your hard work."
And...indeed, it seems like this is a peace week. The Staff, after the disappearance of The Captain, are acting worse than they did last week - not only is there the blankness and the stuttering, but sometimes they even get orders wrong, with potentially hazardous results. Asking the Staff for things has become more dangerous and unreliable, but at least you meals are still good. Speaking of, The Chef has put a sign up on the door, reading "DO NOT TAKE KNIVES WITHOUT ASKING FIRST!! THAT MEANS YOU!!" written in big, angry letters. The resort also seems to be gearing up for Christmas - there are lights and trees scattered around the place, as well as mistletoe for couples to get their public displays of affection on. There's also some other holiday decorations around, for Kwanzaa and....something else you definitely have never seen before. The thing....wriggles, and you don't want to be around it for long.
The weather is still nothing, except for the courtyard, which is still pleasantly snowy. There is still music playing in the halls, and the cover songs continue with some low-key music for the week.
On Monday morning, another memory is returned to everyone. Are you getting closer to the truth of this place, maybe? It's hard to say.
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
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[ Roxas heads off to the kitchen in a sprint because he didn't have food at the moment, but boy is he going to get some now. After a quick conversation with the chef and some time that goes by which is probably not very long, he comes back with...gourmet cat food, somehow.
Even he didn't know this is a thing, but apparently this is happening right now. He's even made sure to get it into a plate, and then sets it down nearby. ]
Here you go, why don't you give it a try?
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Because it is not a cat.
It is a person turned into a cat.
And cat food smells gross at least give him chicken or something.]
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What's wrong? You don't like it?
[ ...What do cats like that isn't technically cat food? Oh, he knows. They like fish! ]
Actually, hold on I think I've got something else for you.
[ Then the blond heads off, and comes back with a plate of tuna and salmon because he thinks the cat is just a picky eater, maybe. Also cooked and from the chef. ]
What about this?
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He's pretty much licking the plate clean too, because he is always hungry.]
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You liked that, didn't you?
[ ... ]
Where did you come from anyway?
[ Though, let's be real, he's not going to get an answer full of words here. ]
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He'll walk over to the remains of the fortune cookie and paw at them. Maybe this is enough of a clue.]
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Yeah, that it is. ]
...This was the effect of a fortune cookie?
[ But instead of it being a bit of a cat like Akira's potion, this was a full cat. He'll check to see if there was any other way to ID cat, like any clothes lying around, maybe. ]
I don't know which of us you are, but...you're probably going to need help getting back to your room too, aren't you?